Summer w/ a hard boiled egg in one hand and bagel in the other. Hey, rush breakfast. One day I will actually get a picture w/ nothing on the floor. Basket of peaches behind her. Peanut butter, pool chemicals and who knows what else on the counter. Yes, we need to work on that clutter soon. We left for Nik's final soccer game.
We were approached and asked by his coach if we thought Nik would mind being goalie. First thought that popped in my head that I kept to myself was well, if you don't mind losing. Sounds mean but watching him week after week being in his own little world and not contributing as much as he should to the team, that's where the thoughts went. Reluctantly, I said sure, he can be goalie.
Ahh, would he actually be able to pull this off? Already, the gloves were getting to him. However, his favorite color is orange. So that helped.
Wait, he is paying attention! This may well work for him. All eyes on Nik.
Nik, getting very comfortable in his element of goalie. Never played the position before. Ever.
Watching a ball go out. I was amazed at his concentration as goalie.
Nik was alert, watching where the ball was. AND, when it was on the other end of the field, he'd still do his cartwheels and handstands.
He truly is in his element. Look at him watching the game. He's become aware. Alive! He is not in his own little world. You have no idea what this meant for him.